the brain, like any other part of the human body which sits unused or unnoticed, tends to grow comfortable and enjoys that warm body feeling...like that person you work with who never really seems to accomplish anything of significance and yet never appears in danger of losing his/her job but fills some kind of void at work that would otherwise be filled with an even bigger nuisance so you just tolerate it while thinking "what an idiot!"...
anyhow...with a little stimulation the brain either revolts "quick! dont listen! look at the pretty flowers....aww...look at those two people kissing...you know you want to fuck him/her"...the brain is a sneaky thing...but, if your brain doesnt revolt, it usually plays possum..."if i sit here vewwy, vewwy, quietwy, they wont know i am awound"...that is when you have those brain farts and, while you know you have a functional brain, it slips through your fingers like empty capsules...and pretty soon you are in that zone of pointless thoughts...
the only way i have figured out how to fight back is a virtual onslaught of constant information...it thinks it is sooo smart...but when i throw a million things into my noggin it cant cope...it cant pretend and hide or stamp its feet down and say "no, i wont!"...it has no choice but to do the things i command it to do...
of course, that is when it may choose to do them not so well...but hey, i got it to stop whining and start working, didnt i?
cg
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sounds like you are in need of some intellectual intercourse? I have always loved that term. "Some one to take the soul deeper" I think she goes on to say.
Yeah it is sorta like a muscle, use it or lose it.
@percy - i am always in need of "intellectual intercourse"...
@mnwhr - i dont exactly agree...i just think it can be more challenging to use it after long periods of disuse...
cg
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